you drew memories in my mind I could never erase
painted colors in my heart I could never replace
"I mean... I guess I... I hadn't thought about it." She shrugs helplessly, abashed and bemused as she picks at her apron, her cheeks stained a little pink. "I don't... have a lot of friends. Who do drugs. And the ones here tend to be..." Rough, like everything else in Caido, often leading to remarkable side effects.
But Amalia trusts Adam, sort of, with certain things, and he seems fairly confident and sincere in his offer. It feels unlikely that he would do anything to hurt her, their somewhat strained last encounter aside, and his description of the terrible effects only relaxes the girl. Laughing, Amalia arches a brow. "I've always wanted to be green," the baker grins, shaking her head. Seeing brighter colors, intense feelings of floating... it sounds like something Frey would enjoy, and not in an awful way.
Shrugging at last, the baker bites her lip before nodding down. "Alright. I'll... I'll try it. Just a little, though."
But Amalia trusts Adam, sort of, with certain things, and he seems fairly confident and sincere in his offer. It feels unlikely that he would do anything to hurt her, their somewhat strained last encounter aside, and his description of the terrible effects only relaxes the girl. Laughing, Amalia arches a brow. "I've always wanted to be green," the baker grins, shaking her head. Seeing brighter colors, intense feelings of floating... it sounds like something Frey would enjoy, and not in an awful way.
Shrugging at last, the baker bites her lip before nodding down. "Alright. I'll... I'll try it. Just a little, though."
meet me where the falling stars live
Amalia
